References on which this reflection is based: Catholic Catechism | Catholic Answers Article
It seems that committing a mortal sin removes one’s soul from a state of grace—but only until he repents of it. Usually, for a Catholic, this would be through the Sacrament of Reconciliation (confession to a priest), or, if it is not possible to confess to a priest, and one is close to death or in danger of dying, (b) resolving with perfect contrition not to sin again, and to confess it as soon as possible. Perfect contrition means the perfect kind, not the perfect degree of contrition, namely, sorrow based on the charity of God, as opposed to sorrow for imperfect reasons such as fear of punishment; thankfully, the two kinds of contrition are not mutually exclusive. An Anglican, not holding the Sacrament of Reconciliation, would confess through the liturgy and through private prayer, yet, by the grace of God, this would be with the same spirit and to the same effect: contrite repentance arising from the work of God’s charity within the heart, restoring the state of grace. Therefore, we have this great consolation: No sin is mortal if it is repented of.
But what if a Christian who is generally devout commits a sort of impulsive mortal sin, and by terrible chance, suddenly dies during the act? Given that he has not repented at the moment of death, would he die outside a state of grace?
Firstly, the idea that someone would impulsively commit a mortal sin, is almost a self-contradiction. I was in on the jury of a murder trial a couple of years ago, and we had to distinguish the degree to which the murder was malicious (willful, deliberate, and premeditated), or whether it was in the “heat of passion.” Impulse is heat of passion, and it excludes an act from being malicious. In a similar way, the gravity of sin seems to be greater in proportion to the degree to which it is not a surprise to the person committing it. As the Catechism says, “the promptings of feelings and passions can also diminish the voluntary and free character of the offense, as can external pressures or pathological disorders. Sin committed through malice, by deliberate choice of evil, is the gravest” (1861). There is this desire to paint a picture of a devout Christian who does a grave sin randomly, impulsively, almost accidentally—such as being swept up in an adulterous moment—and then suddenly has a heart attack and dies during that moment. But to my understanding, to the degree it is truly impulsive, it is not deliberate, and therefore not mortal. Or at least less so—these hypothetical situations, which deal with human hearts, are gradients. But we can dispose of the idea that God treats as truly mortal any sin that has not reached its perfection in the will’s defiance of charity and the rejection of the Holy Spirit’s urging.
However, it is unfortunately apparent that devout Christians still do commit such truly mortal sins, exercising the “radical possibility of human freedom, as is love itself” (CC 1861). And when a Christian commits that mortal sin in full knowledge and deliberation, there remains a moment, however brief, in which his soul will not and cannot turn from it, when the spirit which he has given authority over his soul is the same spirit of defiant rebellion as that of Satan, the spirit which blasphemes the Holy Spirit. In this moment the Christian will sense a great and terrible fear looming behind his other emotions. (This is the fear felt time and again in Flannery O’Conner’s stories.) How can it be excluded that this fear is the true fear of the possibility of hell, the soul’s sense that the abyss lies open before it in that moment?
I say “the possibility,” but not the certainty, for the Church urges us not to judge the state of a person’s soul. “Although we can judge that an act is in itself a grave offense, we must entrust judgment of persons to the justice and mercy of God” (CC 1861). And in cases such as suicide she urges us not to give up hope, for God, in ways known only to him, may yet lead the person’s soul to repentance.
Nevertheless, the possibility of hell lingers. What a terrifying tragedy it is, then, when a life ends in such a moment, when sorrow has not yet made open to it the forgiveness of God. What a harrowing, sobering thought for him who is in entangled in the throes of grave sin, that any moment could be our last! “For our freedom has the power to make choices for ever, with no turning back” (CC 1861). After all, doesn’t it matter most how a story ends, rather than how it begins? Can’t a fairy-tale be turned into a tragedy by its last line?
The possibility of hell lingers, and disturbs us. Perhaps it is well that it does.